Always.


“You will lose someone you can’t live without,and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.” ― Anne Lamott

Pain is very much like grief.

First stage, denial. The inability to accept that this happened. Especially to you.

Second stage, anger. You spill your emotions with words that are sharper than the dagger.

Third stage, bargaining. You try to strike deals with yourself, God, your partner. You make far too many promises, of which none you are able to keep.

Fourth stage, depression. You lock yourself away from the outside world. You think you are healing, but actually, you are just hurting.

And finally, the fifth stage, acceptance.

We have arrived, hand in hand. We somehow lost our way while walking towards the same destination. But now, we feel renewed to take on the change that is to come in our lives. Sometimes, good things come to an end so that better things can arrive. I reckon, this was one of those waves that life threw upon us as we least expected. We will ride it together and emerge glorious. I’m sure of it. As sure, as the love you felt for me when you said “I love you” during our first phone conversation. 22956. Always, S.

 

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